Cox. I’m ready, sir! [They seat themselves at opposite sides of the table.] Will you lead off, sir?

Box. As you please, sir. The lowest throw, of course, wins Penelope Ann?

Cox. Of course, sir.

Box. Very well, sir!

Cox. Very well, sir!

Box. [Rattling dice and throwing.] Sixes!

Cox. That’s not a bad throw of yours, sir. [Rattling dice—throws.] Sixes!

Box. That’s a pretty good one of your’s, sir. [Throws.] Sixes!

Cox. [Throws.] Sixes!

Box. Sixes!